perhaps the long lost pendant
was not wanting to get lost again
I had no other reason why it
kept slipping from my grasp
I tried several times to pack it
in with some other jewelry,but
it kept falling ,sliding out of
wherever i put it,as if it had
a life of its own
it caused me to sit down for a
few minutes and ponder while I
examined it anew, it was a lovely
gold heart with mother of pearl
inserted in finely etched gold braid
I'd had it for many years,and
thought I'd lost it,now the memory of a
lost love came flooding back which I
thought locked safely away for good
I smiled as I thought that the man
who had given it to me,had finally
got his way, by forcing me to
remember him
I tried again and got the gem packed
with ease,and at the same time came to
terms with the old affair, which I could now
face and forget without hurt
Eileen, I could see you in my mind holding this piece and remembering,,,I think it was meant for you to have this peace of mind...wonderful work..so REAL
Love
Christine
Precious, these tokens which are weighted with meaningful and eventful pasts, perhaps lost in the present until they reappear, redoubling their significance to enable us to do closure and to walk complete into a solid future, taking the good things with us. I do believe that all things given in love have ultimately only the power to cleanse, heal and make beautiful, notwithstanding other, perhaps sadder, circumstances which might temporarily impede the spirit with which they were given. A warming and effortless write which imparts as well as receives a blessing. So good to have you back with us, Eileen, and trust all surgeries have gone/are going well. xx
LOVELY...AND GLAD THAT HAPPENED...'CAUSE AT THIS POINT IN YOUR LIFE...YOU DON'T NEED ANYTHING FROM YESTERDAY...MESSING UP YOUR BLESSINGS IN STORE FOR YOU TODAY. GREAT SHARE AND LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
...making friends with old painful memories, sometimes it needs the tempering of time to accomplish it...beautiful poetry, Eileen
peace, Carole~
Reviewed by Holly Ibbitson (Reader)
Reviewed on April 9, 2010
Growth is inevitable, but not all growth is good, it's just a change. But here within the lines of this poem is positive growth and strength, learning to put the past where it belongs and without the pain. A moving write.
This is a stage of life, kind of personal skill and majurity you have reached. You and your past are onn good terms. You can even turn those that are unpleasant to pleasant ones, something you can laugh at or enjoy while looking them back. God Bless You Queen.
This is a piece of evocation and occasion that works well because of the setting (no pun!) the memories, the past connections. I love how you see this, Eileen, and how you have delivered it.
I've had little items keep falling from my grasp so I know the feeling therein & it is so much better to finally let something or someone go without any hurt...ed
sort of locket-ed away was it Eileen, the memory of that faded love of yore -- a tender recollection at the drop of a pendant, how wonderful -- peace and love be always with you my dear friend -- Jon Michael
Deep thoughts for all lovers to ponder and come to grips with rather than harbor love that no longer exists but is a flame extinguished after the light it gave.
This is not a drill. The attack on Pearl. They were the ghost planes of the night, deadly, illusive, sharp-clawed Black Cats. The Memoirs of ARM H.P. Lawrence, a Pearl Harbor survivor, Black Cat, and decorated war veteran.
The true story of Cheryl Pierson Cuccio who made headlines in 1986 and her husband Rob Cuccio. Cheryl was abused sexually and physically and Rob died for 43 minutes on Cheryl's 43rd birthday.
Share
Print
Save
Follow
Cryssa
Axilea
Ron
Love
Christine
be well,
carolyn
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
peace, Carole~
Blessings Always, Holly
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Enjoyed the write as always
The Buzzard still buzzing
Georg
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
Regis
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
John
George